If I do nothing, entropy sneaks upon me and steals my life from me.
If I think nothing, my empty mind invites the first intruder at the
gate, and betrays me.
Cogito ergo sum.
If I think not, I am not.
Degeneration is the rival of creation, and if I do not coerce this
person to some higher power,
I will degenerate.
If I do not rise, I will fall.
I must rise.